.and I abide by running my fingers over that sweet femininity, lightly rubbing them over you. Then you feel a finger slide just inside your lips, and ... can feel you getting wetter even being in the tub. A familiar warmth as I lightly stroke my fingers up and down. I need more...I ask you to move to the bedroom where I can continue this exploration of your body. You start to drain the tub, and rise to your feet to step out to me waiting with a towel. There is something so sensual about being. I took a tentative sip and then sat it down as the waiter returned withmenus that were longer than me. He carefully placed it on the tray of thehighchair and I did my best to balance it and read through the menu.Bella being a little larger had an easier time, but I could see she wasstill trying to figure out the whole crazy slingshotting standards. 'Ihope it becomes easier when we get home...'I looked through the menu and settled on a salmon dish cooked inpapillote. It came with a mushroom. She remembered pressing her fingers against his thigh to feel for the extent of the strain and moving her hand up to the his groin gently probing the flesh. After taking her hands away she laid the flat of her palm on his lower stomach, just above the pubic hair."Any pain here?" She had asked noting his blush as she gently stroked her hand lower over his pubic hair. Her fingertips had touched the base of his penis beneath the nurses hand."Er... no" he had stammered as she pressed firmly on the. She grasps the head of the slaves cock and tapes it up on his abdomen. This allows her access to what appears to a seam in the "top" of the ball sac and the injection sites which are on either side of that seam. In past experience Brenda knows both sides have to be injected, almost like there is a wall between each of the balls. She removes the condom as she tapes his cock to his stomach.Brenda is now ready to insert the needle. She opens the sterile paper around the needle and tells the slave.